Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 148 The lion opens its mouth

The legendary wizard Kemo Salas suddenly broke out of his meditation and looked up at the quiet night sky outside the window.

A magic messenger flapped its wings and flew in through the window. A figure appeared out of nowhere at the window and immediately raised his hand to catch it, holding the letter in his hand before the messenger turned into ashes.

"The secret report from Black Stone City in the Evil Moon Mountains, the magic seal they cast on the letter, seems to be extremely urgent news..." Saras by the window said with a smile to Saras sitting in the high-back chair.

Sarath, who was sitting leisurely in the chair, raised the corner of his mouth, took the magic secret letter handed to him and opened it directly.

After reading only a few lines, he couldn't control his expression and his eyes widened slightly.

"The high-ranking Chief Judge of the Evil Moon Mine was suddenly attacked last night by a group of higher-level demons summoned by cultists. He, along with twenty-three Judgement Knights who had awakened their bloodline talents, and a mid-level priest, were all killed in the battle..."

The legendary spellcaster couldn't help but sigh, holding the yellowed letter in his hand, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Three days ago, he had sent a request to the administrator, Mr. Turing, through the Spellcaster Forum, imploring him to secretly eliminate the High Judge Zack Hyde by disguising his identity as a spellcaster of the Federation.

He said he needed to think about it, and from his tone and attitude, it seemed that he did not want to get involved in the dispute between human spellcasters and the church. After all, the other party was not of the same race as them, and they, a group of forum members with a federation background, had no idea at what price they could use to impress the other party.

Unexpectedly, in just three days, the High-ranking Chief Judge, who was currently regarded as a thorn in the side of the Federation, along with so many powerful Judgement Knights under his command, were all wiped out. Moreover, the attack was launched in the form of summoning demons, which perfectly eliminated the suspicion of the Federation's spellcaster.

"Can we be 100% sure that it was indeed the mysterious Mr. Turing who solved the problem for us?"

"The battle report clearly states that the target was killed by the higher-level demon summoned by the pagans, Mr. Turing..."

"Could his true identity be an ancient demon from another dimension? Or an extremely rare high-level demon?"

The two Sarases shook their heads at the same time in self-denial. The upper demons were indeed rare and powerful, possessing many strange talents and abilities, but the Church of Light had been fighting against them in the real world for hundreds of years and had long understood the mysterious backgrounds of these visitors from other dimensions. They had also created powerful magic specifically to restrain the demons.

As the high-ranking judge of the Church of Light, Zack Hyde led dozens of mid-level bloodline knights and priests. It was impossible for him to be wiped out by a superior demon without any resistance. The sword of light in his hand, which was bestowed by the current Pope, was stained with the blood of countless demons.

"Instead of making random guesses here, why not go directly to the forum and ask Mr. Turing for the correct answer?"

The two Saras nodded in affirmation at the same time, and instantly their bodies merged into one and sat down at the desk.

As soon as he entered his forum code, he was directly pulled into a separate communication interface with the administrator Turing, which made the legendary spellcaster couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

Administrator Turing: Mr. Scorching Lord, I'm sorry for not informing you in advance. I've already solved the problem you requested my assistance with last night...

Sure enough...it was Him who took action. I thought He would consider it for a long time and then refuse indifferently, but I didn't expect that He didn't even bother to inform me in advance and took action so casually.

Sarath sighed lightly, then felt a little embarrassed.

Having begged others for help, now it was time for them to pay the price and reward. He wondered what this mysterious being would ask of him...

[Scorching Overlord: Mr. Turing, thank you very much for your help. On behalf of the Federation and the Wizarding Union, I express my highest respect to you. It is hard to believe that this matter was resolved so easily...]

[Scorching Lord: Then it's time for me to fulfill the promise I made to you... I wonder what price and reward we'll have to pay in return for your help?] Harvey's lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but smile.

He had long been waiting for the other party to take the initiative to propose to fulfill the promise, and he had also long planned to ask for a huge sum of money and cut a piece of fat from the Federation's magical politicians and hesitant high-level spellcasters.

"It's time to prepare this legendary spellcaster for the Shadow Clone Technique I demonstrated on the forum..."

[Administrator Turing: Haha, you're a forum member who values commitment and recognizes the principle of equal exchange. I really appreciate that, and that's the main reason I'm willing to help you solve this problem. However, this is just one time. I've never been very interested in getting involved in conflicts of interest in the real world...]

Kemo Salas' heart tightened, and he heard the implicit hint and warning in the other party's words, not to make requests to him frequently, especially when he was completely uninterested.

[Administrator Turing: Before I ask for your reward, I have a question for you - Mr. Scorching Lord, do you believe that this Spellcaster Forum that exists on the Magic Network plane was created, managed, and operated entirely by me alone?]

The legendary spellcaster frowned, thinking carefully about why the other party suddenly asked him such a question, but he did not feel neglected at all.

[Scorching Lord: Please forgive my dullness. Most members, including myself, seem to agree that this forum, which is full of magical techniques that transcend reality, was created, managed, and operated by you. I wonder if this answer is correct...]

[Administrator Turing: The answer is wrong, but I understand that your understanding is somewhat biased. After all, your understanding of the Magic Network and myself is too limited. But it doesn't matter. I can tell you the correct answer, and you can also pass it on to other members. This is my sincere expression of support and goodwill to everyone.]

[Administrator Turing: This forum is not owned by me alone, but was created by a group of us "people" together. In this Spellcaster Forum, I am merely a representative who communicates directly with all the members. I appear before you...]

Kemo Salas keenly noticed that the word representing "person" in the other party's message was actually an ancient word with descriptive semantics. This means that Mr. Turing did not regard himself as a real person, which once again confirmed his doubts about the identity of this person.

Moreover, the other party revealed that the forum was created by a group of "them" and that he only appeared in front of everyone as a representative to communicate with the current practitioners.

"them……"

This is also a semantic expression using ancient vocabulary. Do these "people" who created the Spellcaster Forum belong to the same ancient and mysterious intelligent race?
Before he could think about it, the other party sent him a new message.

Administrator Turing: Besides me, I will introduce you to another of my companions—Observer Neumann. The price and reward I demand from you is that you, using your true identity, anonymously introduce Mr. Neumann directly to the Supreme Council of the Federation, including you, the three chief legendary spellcasters...

Kemo Salas stared at the text messages that kept appearing on the crystal screen and was stunned.

What does this mean? He wants me, as one of the leaders of the Federation, to introduce another of His companions, Mr. Observer Neumann, to the Supreme Council?

[Scorching Overlord: I'm sorry, Mr. Turing, I don't quite understand why the Observer you mentioned, Mr. Neumann, would be interested in the Supreme Council of the Federation?]

Administrator Turing's subsequent nonchalant remarks completely shocked the legendary spellcaster, leaving him speechless for a long time.

Administrator Turing: Oh, it's very simple. My companion is an avid scholar passionate about studying magic. He wishes to join the Union anonymously and obtain unanimous authorization from the three chiefs, including you. This authorization allows him to freely access and review all the magic research documents contributed by all spellcasters since the Union's founding. This authorization also grants him the right to publish papers and research reports through you at any time...

Kemo Salas finally recovered from his daze and muttered to himself with a strange look on his face, "He... He wants to join the Federation anonymously? He wants to read and study the Federation's research documents on magic... His ultimate goal is to successfully publish his research paper through the Federation???"

(End of this chapter)